parsley between the teeth

he still remembers living
in the dorm in college and being
hunky and 20 years
old and waking up that
afternoon from a sexdream and
finding a pool of his own cum soaking
the sheet from the sexdream he's just
been having and the sunlight is streaming in
like golden shadows
lighting up the cum-wet
tent he's erected
over his own cum-wet
belly.
he feels warm and friendly,
a young sex-god
banging the sunlight.
**
he's middle-aged now,
and, now, when he jerks off,
he finds that he still thinks back to that
afternoon in the dorm:
the cum-soaked sheet, the sunlight,
things that happen
when you're 20, good-looking,
lying naked on your sweaty back under a
gossamer tent in the stunningly bright
rays of the sun.

--Carl Miller Daniels (2015)